Peach Fortune Ring

As soon as the morning self-study was over, everyone took the initiative to bring the textbooks and materials in the drawer and put them on both sides of the podium.

"Song Yan, are you sure?" Li Lei was very worried for Song Yan, if he didn't score 120 in the Chinese test this time, he would drop out of school voluntarily.

"Don't worry, I never do anything I'm not sure about!" Song Yan smiled confidently. With the help of the two supernatural powers of memory and mastery, his grades skyrocketed every day.

"That's good, otherwise no one will be my free meal ticket after you drop out!" Li Lei seemed relieved.

"Get out!" Song Yan scolded.

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The class bell rang, and two invigilators entered the classroom almost at the same time, a man and a woman.

Li Youcheng stood on the podium, his majestic eyes swept over the students, and suddenly he said, "Which one is Song Yan, please stand up?"

"Teacher, do you have something to do?" Song Yan stood up in doubt.

"I just want to see what the famous Song Yan looks like. Okay, you can sit down now!" Li Youcheng smiled.

Song Yan sat down depressed, not knowing what kind of medicine Li Youcheng sold in the gourd.

Li Youcheng emphasized the discipline of the exam, and sternly claimed that if he caught cheating, he would be disqualified from the exam.

After the test papers were issued, Song Yan silently said a sentence in his heart: "Open the supernatural power of integration."

In order to make this exam more secure, he didn't use Dissonance Mastery last night, but reserved it for the exam.

With a light head, Song Yan knew that Melting Tongtong had been activated. His eyes fell on the test paper and quickly scanned the test questions. He was slightly surprised, and found that the Chinese test questions this time were much more difficult than any previous ones.

Seeing that you, Yan Weimin, really put in a lot of effort in order to drive him out of school, he is sure that Yan Weimin put a lot of effort into this test question.

A smile could not help appearing on the corner of his mouth: "Yan Weimin, you are doomed to be disappointed!"

Picking up the pen, Song Yan started to do the questions.

Through his photographic memory, he has accumulated a lot of literary knowledge during this period, and he can recite all the texts and knowledge points from junior high school to high school.

Entrusted by Yan Weimin, Li Youcheng paid special attention to Song Yan.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed since the exam, and Li Youcheng didn't notice anything unusual about Song Yan, and kept his head buried in answering the questions. His heart moved, and he walked up to Song Yan and stood still.

Song Yan just glanced at him and ignored him.

At the moment he is doing a big topic in classical Chinese.

This classical Chinese article does not come from textbooks, nor does it come from reviewed materials. If Song Yan has not opened the supernatural power of mastery, even if Song Yan has accumulated a lot of knowledge, he will find it difficult. But at this moment, he has a clear mind and read this classical Chinese article for a while. Fan, he translated it into vernacular in his heart.

Then he started to answer the questions, and after a while, he finished answering the big question.

Li Youcheng, who had been staring at his answer all the time, couldn't help being surprised. Whether it was the translation of classical Chinese into vernacular or the meaning, Song Yan's answers were perfect.

"Is this really the level of a poor student?"

He was a little worried for Yan Weimin. Then, he quickly glanced at the other questions Song Yan had answered. After reading it, he couldn't help cheering for him, and they were all right.

Watching Song Yan's answer to question two for 10 minutes, he has already answered all the questions except the composition.

Now Li Youcheng is sure that Yan Weimin will lose, but he is a little curious about what kind of article Song Yan can write.

The topic of this composition is on articles and character.

After briefly browsing the topic, Song Yan wrote directly. Seeing this, Li Youcheng secretly said: "This kid is quite confident, and he is not afraid of going off the topic!"

The knowledge that has been read through the supernatural power of photographic memory flows through Song Yan's mind like running water, and under the fusion of supernatural powers, it is combined into a paragraph of beautiful and profound words.

Flowing clouds and flowing water, natural and beautiful articles.

Li Youcheng didn't even know what words to use to describe Song Yan's composition. In less than 10 minutes, a beautiful 800-word essay was released. During this period, Song Yan didn't think about it, let alone pause, nor typo.

"Okay! It's really great!" Li Youcheng couldn't help but praise, if he was asked to score, he thought it was a well-deserved perfect score composition.

Li Youcheng's voice suddenly sounded in the classroom where there was only the sound of rustling pens, which seemed very abrupt.

For a moment, countless pairs of eyes looked at him.

"What are you looking at, hurry up and answer the questions!" Li Youcheng shouted softly, and then walked towards the podium, feeling worried for his old friend.

After the exam, Li Youcheng and Yan Weimin met in the office.

Yan Weimin asked anxiously: "How about Lao Li, did that little bastard cheat?"

Li Youcheng hesitated slightly, and said: "Old Yan, if you go to cancel the betting contract with Song Yan now, there is still time, otherwise, when the results come down, you will definitely lose!"

Hearing this, a trace of anger flashed in Yan Weimin's eyes: "Old Li, what do you mean?"

"Hey." Li Youcheng sighed again: "I have read Song Yan's test paper, except for the composition, all of them are correct, and his composition is also very well written. If I change the question, I will give full marks, even if it is changed. For other teachers to revise, I am afraid that the most symbolic verbal points will be one or two points!"

"How is this possible? The monthly exam questions are at least [-]% more difficult than usual, how could he be all right!" Yan Weimin said in disbelief.

"Old Yan, that's all for now, what you do is up to you! I'll go to the bathroom first!" Li Youcheng patted Yan Weimin on the shoulder and shook his head as he left.

Yan Weimin, who stayed where he was, turned green and red.

At the end of the day's exams, the students left the school, and the teachers stayed behind to revise the test questions.

Suddenly, a female teacher who was revising the test paper couldn't help clapping her hands and said: "This composition is really well written, with profound meaning and beautiful sentences."

This female teacher is Lu Yumei, the head teacher of Class [-] in the third year of high school. She is notoriously strict with the students, and she is even more harsh on the revision of the test questions. Now that she praises a student's composition so much, the other teachers are very surprised.

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Lu seems to be revising the test papers of your class." A male teacher said with a smile, "Congratulations, the composition written by the students in your class can be praised by Mr. Lu. It's really amazing!"

Hearing this, Yan Weimin was not happy, but had a bad premonition: Song Yan didn't write that composition, did he?

Li Youcheng took a look at Yan Weimin and shook his head secretly. He was sure that the composition that Lu Yumei applauded was definitely written by Song Yan.

[Author's digression]: Thank you [Midnight classmate] [Ji Shao] for the reward.

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Chapter 23 See Alleys Again

It must not be an easy composition to make Lu Yumei applaud, so the other teachers put down their work and ran over to read the composition.

The female teacher, Mi Xuehong, who was the first to finish reading, nodded her head in approval: "Yes, this composition is indeed well written, and it is not an exaggeration to give it full marks." While speaking, she glanced at the other papers, and suddenly I was taken aback for a moment, because this student was actually correct in all the questions. If the composition was given full marks, wouldn't this student get 150 points?

So, she said to Yan Weimin a little sourly: "Mr. Yan, the students in your class are really amazing. The basic questions are so difficult, and they all answered correctly."

"No way."